É proibida a entrada a quem não andar espantado de existir. José Gomes Ferreira
terça-feira, 5 de julho de 2005
That's what friends are for
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Anónimo
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And I'm glad I have you to write to. Here you have a sonet from Shakespeare:
When to the session of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste: Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow, For precious friends hid in death¹s dateless night, And weep afresh love's long since cancelled woe, And moan the expense of many a vanish¹d sight: Then can I grieve at grievances foregone, And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan, Which I new pay as if not paid before. But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restored and sorrows end.
É verdade! OS amigos são das melhoires coisas que a vida tem! Servem para tudo... para partilhar as tristezas, tornando-as menores, para partilhar as alegrias, duplicando-as, para relaxar, beber um café... Não me consigo imaginar sem eles!
There´s actually something that warms my heart more than a smal conversation: an honest smile! Glad to talk with you again... I dont´t have to, but it´s always a pleasure! xxxooo José Carlos
6 comentários:
And I'm glad I have you to write to. Here you have a sonet from Shakespeare:
When to the session of sweet silent thought
I summon up remembrance of things past,
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,
And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste:
Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow,
For precious friends hid in death¹s dateless night,
And weep afresh love's long since cancelled woe,
And moan the expense of many a vanish¹d sight:
Then can I grieve at grievances foregone,
And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er
The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan,
Which I new pay as if not paid before.
But if the while I think on thee, dear friend,
All losses are restored and sorrows end.
Do do I - glad to have you, Mad'!!
É verdade! OS amigos são das melhoires coisas que a vida tem! Servem para tudo... para partilhar as tristezas, tornando-as menores, para partilhar as alegrias, duplicando-as, para relaxar, beber um café... Não me consigo imaginar sem eles!
E se há quem saiba o que é essa coisa de amizade é a autora deste blog!
Um abraço,
Emília.
Beijo para ti, amiga Madalena.
There´s actually something that warms my heart more than a smal conversation: an honest smile! Glad to talk with you again... I dont´t have to, but it´s always a pleasure!
xxxooo
José Carlos
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